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There's been another murder.

I have no worries it's the same guy.

I know where you live.

Like I've never heard that before?

- Do you think her hair's been clipped?
- Where?

There.

She has a high level of chorionic gonadotropin
in her blood.

I'm thinking she was pregnant.

Make me SIO.

This is the third murder in three months, Jim.

Is this the body of your daughter Sarah Kay?

What are you doing?

If we don't stop him, he will kill again.

Excuse me, is this your purse?

Oh, erm...thank you so much.

So who are you thinking of for deputy SIOs?

I'm not exactly spoiled for choice.

Just answer.

Brink.

And McElroy.

McElroy.

Good.

- That's good.

Burns.

I'll be right there.

There's er...

There's been a fatal shooting, a police officer.

We should get you issued with a firearm.
Book yourself in at the range.

- I don't have time.
- This is Belfast.

Make time.

I really don't want these pictures
to end up in the press.

The site can memorialise the account.

That restricts profile access
to confirmed friends and family,

but people can still write on Sarah's wall
in remembrance.

I'd rather her father sent in a formal request
as next of kin and closed it down completely.

Yes, I understand, madam. I'll talk to him.

Right.

Great, thank you.

I spoke to Ian Kay about Friday night's visit.

He understands that it was his daughter's
decision not to take further action.

So...

if we can keep it out of the press,
I think you're in the clear.

Thank you, ma'am.

I don't know whether you know that
there's been a shooting, a male police officer.

Yeah, I heard.

Do you know him?

It's James Olson, ma'am,

the detective we saw near the Falls Road
on Sunday night.

What happened?

He was shot in the street outside his house.

Apparently it looks like an assassination.

I just wanted to say...

..when I collected your things
from your hotel room,

there were signs that you'd had company,

that a man had been there.

I wanted you to know
that I removed those signs.

Anything else?

No, ma'am.

Thank you.

Mr Burns.

Can you confirm that it's a police officer
that's been killed?

Has anyone claimed responsibility
for the shooting?

Doesn't James Olson live round here?

Move everyone back to the corner!

Seal off the entire street!

- Where's his family?
- Inside.

Close this off.

Can I call Mummy?

She's at work.

Why do you want to call her?

To say good morning.

OK.

God so loved us that he gave himself up for us.

That is the message of the cross.

The mystery of death and of glory.

The cross reminds us
that there is no true love without suffering.

There is no gift of life without pain.

God so loved us that he gave himself up for us.

That is the message of the cross.

The mystery of death and of glory.

The cross reminds us
that there is no true love without suffering.

There is no gift of life without pain.

God so loved us that he gave himself up for us.

That is the message of the cross.

..and the funeral is on Saturday?

It's a small affair for immediate
family and friends,

but we are also planning a memorial service
to honour Alice's memory...

There's been an accident.

Fucking accident.

- It was an accident!
- Go back in there, sir. Go back inside.

Get some coffee down your friend, sir.

You'll be OK. You're gonna be OK.

- Oh, my God.
- It's all right. She's gonna be OK.

Don't get hysterical. Take her.

Where the fuck are you?
I could do with some fucking help here.

DCI Matthew Eastwood. Who is this, please?

Your call has been forwarded
to the mobile voicemail...

You should arrest him.

She must have said something,
done something.

She gets beaten up and it's her fault?

Not now, OK?

- He's a sadistic German pig!
- Not now!

It's Rob Breedlove.

I've been trying to get hold of you.

I was asleep. What's wrong?

You haven't heard?

It's Jimmy, Jimmy Olson.

Come in.

What the fuck's going on out there?

Your German friend has beaten up another girl.

Badly?

Split her lip, marked her face.

Ah, Christ.

Jimmy Olson's been shot dead.

Right outside his home.

I just called him.

- Another police officer answered his phone.
- What phone did you use?

I've dealt with it.

He's about six feet two or something.

Make sure you eat all your lunch.

- I will.
- I put in lots of crunchy black beetles.

- Yummy.
- I love you.

Love you, Daddy.

Take her here. Get her patched up.

- Pick her up later on.
- This bullshit has got to stop.

I thought that's what you were here for.

Get this place cleaned up.

Come on, hurry the fuck up!

The drills are insane,
the drills are insane.

Anarchy and no response. Loads of boys...

Nobody to be seen, it just keeps on going.

As you may have heard,
we're setting up a task force.

I'm going to need a right-hand man.

I'd like it to be you.

It would mean start right away,
no going home, no sleep.

OK.

I've been told that I need to carry a firearm.

So you'll need to book me in at the range.

Maybe tomorrow morning.
And I doubt I'll get back to the hotel very much.

I'd like to find out where the nearest pool is
so I can swim.

I've been on to HQ,
we have a list of operational names.

Eden.

Place where the woman gets the blame.

- Top hat.
- Too posh.

- Alamo.
- Too Texan.

- Music man.
- Too male.

- Genesis.
- My least favourite band...

well, aside from U2.

- Steady on.
- Ashdown?

- Too foresty.
- What?

Reminds me of shallow graves.

Surreal city, gentlemen.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

First things first.

All telephones disconnected, all mobile phones
switched to silent mode or switched off.

Welcome to Operation Music Man.

- Where are you?
- I'm here, I'm in the car park.

- She's started.
- All right.

As many of you will be aware,

we have come to the conclusion
that the recent murders of Fiona Gallagher,

Alice Parker-Monroe and Sarah Kay are linked,

and the work of a serial offender.

Anyone in any doubt
about the gender of the person responsible?

Then let's not waste our time
looking for a woman.

I've asked my two deputies,
Garrett Brink and Jerry McElroy,

to take responsibility for allocating
all the key roles within the taskforce.

They will also lead the debrief
on the Sarah Kay murder.

When you hear the pathologist's report,

you will learn that Sarah Kay was six to seven
weeks pregnant at the time of her death.

- That fact is not to leave this room.

The gap...

Do you think she noticed I was late?

- I think you got away with it.
- Good.

Think of it as an addiction.

There's a law of diminishing returns.

The serialist, like the heroin addict,
is always seeking that elusive first high.

And he's doomed to fail.

That's why the cooling off periods get shorter

and the crimes become more elaborate.

And he will carry on...

.. feeding that killing habit.

Unless we stop him.

He clearly has a victim type.

They are not victims of chance,
they are victims of choice.

They don't know him but he knows them.

It's possible that he's out there
stalking his next victim now.

He may even have a waiting list.

It seems that he breaks into their homes
a day or two before he then returns to kill them.

How does he find and select his victims?

We need to be looking at correspondences.

What links these three women?

We will be making an announcement
to the press later this afternoon.

There's every possibility after we do that
that we will be flooded with calls.

But all of those calls need to be captured,
recorded and assessed.

There are many of us gathered here today
with still more to come.

There is only one of him.

You'd think that gives us the advantage.

But it doesn't.

He moves around on his own in darkness.

And we operate under the glare of media lights.

Let's make sure that we don't let anything
slip through the cracks.

The devil, quite literally, ladies and gentlemen...

..is in the detail.

Detail, detail and detail again.

Can I help you?

You! Looking for someone?

Are you talking to me?

Yes, I'm talking to you.

What are you doing here?

- Is it any business of yours?
- I'm making it my business.

You're not from around here.

- So?
- So what are you doing?

There's a name tag on the front seat.

Hey, that stuff is private.

I doubt James Tyler will be that thrilled
to know you're looking at his family case files.

- Jimmy Tyler?
- I'm a grief counsellor.

He lost his son Daniel.

I know he did.

You're on the wrong road.

Yeah. I realise that now.

Turn round, go back up there
and take the next right.

For fuck's sake.

Mr Spector.

I was in the area.

I was worried you missed a session but...

if this is a bad time...

No, come on in.

You have one new message.

Morning, Mummy, it's only me.

I might be late for school.

I hope you're OK and all your patients
are OK too.

Love you. Bye.

When Daniel was small,
I was a registered childminder.

They all used to play out there,

Daniel and the kids I looked after.

When Jim went to prison,
they revoked my licence.

I've been into his room.

Good.

Would you like to see it?

Stella, this is Martina Dean.

Martina is our media liaison officer.

Before we start,
I need a word with you in private, sir.

It's nothing special, is it?

I don't think I'll ever be able to accept
what's happened.

You don't have to.

I don't subscribe to that model of grief.

I don't see bereavement
as ever being resolved or accepted.

There's no closure, no recovery.

But you can learn to live a life
without the physical presence of your son.

That's just it.

I can't.

He would always come to me
for kisses and cuddles.

He would always hold my hand.

All I want is for somebody to hold me...

..tell me I'm gonna be all right,
that I'm not going mad.

Would you do that?

What?

Hold me.

Yes.

He came to my hotel room.

When?

Sunday night...

Monday morning.

Why?

What time?

Between 2:00 and 4:30am.

About the same time
that Sarah Kay was being murdered.

So he's on the hotel's CCTV.

Probably.

Did you talk about his case or your review?

No.

James Olson was a married man, Stella.

Married, two kids.

That's his business.

He wasn't wearing a ring.

I'm sure that'll be of some comfort to his wife,

when she finds out that her husband
spent his last night on earth in your bed.

You were a married man...

..when you spent a night in my bed.

Am I going to regret my decision
to make you head of this taskforce?

I hope not.

Did you deliberately withhold this information
until after the debriefing?

Yes. But I thought you should know
before the press conference.

An SIO...

should display high levels of personal integrity...

..demonstrate professional,
ethical and moral standards...

show some self-control.

I wasn't SIO at the time.

Are you in the least bit upset that Olson is dead?

Shall we get Martina back in here?

"I know where you live..."

Step back, sir.

Did something happen to your friend?

- Oh, I am sorry to hear about that.
- Get off me!

I'm a police officer, for God's sake!

Do wish him a speedy recovery!

Get off me!

If I find out you've been
doing their dirty work for them...

Get off me, I'm a police officer, for fuck's sake!

We need to make it clear that Aaron Monroe
is of no interest to us.

I don't see any mention of Aaron Monroe.

If it comes up.

- There's something not right about him.
- That's as maybe.

I need his father off my back.

We should announce that she was pregnant.

It seems Sarah was on a course in London
seven weeks ago.

Hopefully, the father will come forward.

Can we not call them "professional"?

What would you suggest?

Something that's less of a value judgment.

"Highly-qualified"?

And what about the washing and the posing?

The more detail we give out,
the more likely there are to be copycats.

In my experience,
this kind of case encourages false confessions.

We need to hold things back.

The cutting of the hair?

Yes.

We should mention the hair and the jewellery,
but not the painting of the nails.

Let's not refer to them as innocent.

They were innocent.

What if he kills a prostitute next?

Or a woman walking home drunk,
late at night in a short skirt?

Will they be, in some way, less innocent,
therefore less deserving, culpable?

The media loves to divide women
into virgins and vamps -

angels or whores.

Let's not encourage them.

OK, erm...

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

I am Assistant Chief Constable Burns.

And I would like to thank you all
for coming here today.

Hello!

- How are you, my darling?
- Exhausted.

- Where are the kittens?
- Come on!

It is for these reasons we have decided
that the three murders are linked.

And we are seeking one individual
for these crimes.

I met with Sarah Kay's family today

and informed them of all the latest findings.

I do, of course, offer them and the families of
Fiona Gallagher and Alice Parker-Monroe

my heartfelt condolences.

The members of my team are working tirelessly

to provide them with the answers
that they require.

Why were these women killed
and who is responsible?

- They're so lovely.
- Have they got names?

Not yet.

Can I pick one up?

If you're gentle.

- Hi, Daddy.
- Show Mummy.

John, did I see a new quad bike outside?

You did.

Want to go on the quad bike?

OK.

Hey, take Olivia.

- She's playing with kittens.
- But she's the eldest. Put her first sometimes.

Mary Otwin, BBC News.
Who discovered the body?

Her sister, Marion.

Were there any signs of a sexual assault?

That's not something I would like to disclose
at this stage of the investigation.

Alison O'Brien, TVNI.

Were the three victims known to each other?

That is a line of inquiry we are actively pursuing.

Was Sarah Kay clothed when she was found?

No, she was unclothed.

Ned Callan, Belfast Chronicle.

Has the review you were conducting into
the death of Alice Monroe been suspended?

- Yes, it has.
- Were you the first to link the three murders?

I did discern a link between the murders,
then discussed them with other PSNI officers.

Were the independent murder inquiries

conducted into the deaths of Fiona Gallagher
and Alice Monroe adequate in your view?

I think there is no doubt that the best way
to advance the enquiries

into these three tragic murders is to view them
as related and to proceed accordingly.

Can you explain why neighbours report
seeing a patrol car

outside the most recent victim's house
on the Friday evening before the murder?

We've only got a few minutes left
and there are a lot of other hands raised.

Sir, here!

Fucking hell!

Well done, apart from the wardrobe malfunction.

- Cleavage?
- Just chest.

Daddy?

I want to go back.

Wait a minute.

I don't want to go in there.

Wait a second, OK?

Wait for Daddy.

Daddy!

Daddy! I need a wee!

I'm gonna tell Mummy!

I'm freezing, Daddy!

Daddy!

So I think a lot ofjurors
eventuallyjust get mesmerised

and say, "Whoever sounds the best, whoever
looks the best, made the best presentation,

must be right."

Mum suggests we stay a day or two.

I can't.

I've got some work to do before tomorrow.

We could stay, I guess.

Dad could run the kids to school in the morning,
drop me off.

Mum's offered Olivia one of the kittens.

What a surprise.

Could you have one?

Kittens turn into cats. Cats kill the birds.

We could put it in a collar with a bell.

..that the three murders are linked.

And we are actively seeking one individual
for these crimes.

That was Detective Superintendent Gibson
speaking at a press conference today.

The three murder victims - Fiona Gallagher,
Alice Monroe and Sarah Kay,

were all professional women in their early 30s,
killed by strangulation in their own homes.

Superintendent Gibson made this appeal:

I would ask that anyone out there today
who has any information whatsoever

to please step forward and speak to us.

They can call on the Operation Music Man
incident phone...

Mummy!

It's OK. Ssh.

Mummy!

I wasn't told this was still happening.

- Ssh.

She shouldn't have that necklace on in bed,
should she?

- Why?
- She could strangle herself.

Here, take a wee drink, sweetheart.
There you go.

- That's it.
- Where did she get it?

Paul gave it to her. Why do you ask?

Just looks like an odd choice for a little girl.

She loves it.

There, OK?

That's it.

Ssh.

Good girl.

What do you think you dreamt about this time?

It's not a dream.

Well, what do you think you saw that upset you?

A lady.

What lady?

A lady with no clothes on.

There is no lady, darling.

There is at home.

What?

I've seen the lady at home.

Where?

Upstairs.

Where upstairs?

Upstairs in the ceiling.

What do you mean?

Above my bedroom.

It's OK.

Police this evening have revealed
that murdered solicitor Sarah Kay

was pregnant at the time of her death.

Family members believe it is possible
Sarah was herself unaware of her pregnancy.

Police have appealed to anyone in an intimate
relationship with her in the last two months

to come forward to help the police
with their enquiries.

Detective Superintendent Gibson,

who's leading the investigation
into the murder of Sarah Kay,

which was today linked
with two other recent murders in Belfast,

refused to comment on whether the killer, if
caught, would face charges of child destruction.

I know you're in there.

Open the door.

Open the door, or I'll fucking kick it in.

I know you're in there.

Jimmy, what are you doing here?

Who the hell do you think you are?

Telling people on my street
that I'm in fucking therapy?

Calling to my house when I'm not there?

Sniffing round my wife?

I didn't say anything to anyone about therapy.

Then how come the whole fucking world knows?

Not from me.

Bullshit.

You'd your Jew boy ID hanging
from your fucking neck.

Liz needs help, Jimmy. Can you not see that?

Not from you, she doesn't.

I saw the bruises, Jimmy.

You stay away from my wife.

Or I'll fucking kill you.

And your wife.

And your kids.

Stella.

I wondered if you had the test screen results
on Sarah Kay.

I sent them through.

Oh.

Did you do the autopsy on James Olson?

Yes, I did. I've just been talking to his wife.

Actually, do you have a minute?

There's something that might interest you.

Ever seen anything like this?

Jesus.

Seven spent bullets in his body,
three in his head.

How's it going, Jerry?

We're swamped with phone calls,
as you predicted.

Women turning in their boyfriends,
brothers, sons.

It is a husband, boyfriend, brother, son
we're looking for.

Yes, ma'am.

The press got hold of those photographs
of Sarah Kay.

DCI Eastwood's in your office, ma'am.

I've spoken with
Assistant Chief Constable Burns.

He tells me that Detective Sergeant Olson
visited you in your hotel room

in the early hours of Monday morning.

That's correct.

Can you tell me the purpose of that visit?

Sexual intercourse.

How long was DS Olson with you?

Two, two-and-a-half hours.

Did you...

converse at all?

Very little.

What was his state of mind, would you say?

He seemed fine.

Not preoccupied, worried?

No.

We retrieved two phones
from Sergeant Olson's body -

one a contract phone,
the other an unregistered pay-as-you-go.

Does your number feature on that list?

Yes.

Mark the calls for me.

Two of these are media messages.

- Can you tell me what he sent you?
- I didn't open them.

Why?

I didn't want to.

Because he was a married man?

- I didn't know that at the time.
- You didn't think to ask?

He didn't think to tell me.

I know nothing that will help you
with your enquiry.

And I have a lot of work to do.

When did you first meet Sergeant Olson?

That's what really bothers you, isn't it?

The one-night stand.

Man fucks woman.

man. Verb: fucks. Object: woman.

That's OK.

Woman fucks man.

subject.

object.

That's not so comfortable for you, is it?

OK, here's where I'm at with this guy.

There's an athleticism to these crimes
that suggest that he's a young man.

Sarah Kay was 65 inches tall
and weighed 112 pounds.

The same as a sack of cement
and he's picking her up and moving her around.

We've no sign on the heels of dragging.

So he's lifting her. He's strong.

Fiona Gallagher may have been his first kill.

But I doubt she was his first attack.

There's a progression.

An increased level of criminal sophistication

that suggests that he understands police work,

that he knows criminology.

As such,
I would put his age at mid-20s to mid-30s.

And he's intelligent.

Even highly intelligent.

That would go with the psychological
rather than the physical torture.

Maybe lower-paid white collar.

Quasi-professional
.

Less qualified than these women.

Perhaps he's an under-achiever,
or at least in his own eyes.

And he selects victims that he feels inferior to
and then dominates and humiliates them.

So he hates women
who occupy powerful positions?

Don't we all?

So why the washing?

He likes a clean scene?

Victims of strangulation mess themselves.

The washing's more than that.

It's more than cleaning up,
more than destroying evidence.

He needs them clean for the posing.

Does he wash them in the bath?

Does he get in with them?

- Bathe with them?
- Maybe.

Cleans himself too.

Are you thinking there's a religious dimension?

What do you mean?

Purifying, washing away their sins as he sees it.

I dunno.

What kind of sexual release
is he getting at the scene?

Well, masturbate, I guess.

There's no ejaculate at the scene.

What about a condom?

Well, there's no sign of damage, anal or vaginal.

He could be having post-mortem intercourse
that's not violent.

For me, the sexual release comes afterwards...

.. when he's on his own.

It's all part of the fantasy,
the fantasy that sustains him between killings.

It's about power and control.

And the thrill.

I think it thrills him to stalk these women...

..to break into their houses,
to take their underwear.

It's about intimacy.

What could be more intimate than...

..squeezing a life from another human being...

..having their dead body at your disposal?

We've all seen more degrading crime scenes.

Bodies with objects left inside them.

This is different.

It's like an art form to him.

I'm certain he takes photographs.

After they're dead, they're playthings to him.

He treats them like objects.

He paints their nails, he...

..uses them like dolls.

He's creating his own pornography.